Necromancer Academy’s Genius Summoner Chapter 391

Necromancer School’s Summoning Genius Chapter 391

there was a boy

He was born into a well-to-do family in a time of turmoil.

but.

– Senecta! Where are you!

his father was a demon

His father’s name is Shilaji Visavar. It’s a necromancer. The same tribe that people in the world slander as corpse dealers.

The father forcibly inserted the core into the heart of his young 3-year-old son saying that it would be good to open the core when he was young.

However with Shilaji’s mediocre skills the core procedure was an extreme burden for a 3-year-old child. With a broken core the boy suffered from heartache for the rest of his life.

The side effects were great too. The only 3-year-old boy’s body was full of wrinkles like an old man and his flesh swelled and burst. Inflammation and bumps popped up all over his body and he coughed up blood twice an hour.

The disgusting reaction that was inevitably revealed in the expressions of the ladies-in-waiting who were kindly washing them.

The mother cried for a long time while holding the boy who had become a monster after the operation failed. However his father Shilaji who was the party to him rather beat the boy saying that his son could not endure even being gay.

boy’s father.

Shilaji Bissavar was a ‘dog’.

He violated the mansion’s servants several times a day. He did not discriminate against gender or race and even touched his own family. His sister who was four years older than the boy chose her own death.

Slaves and war orphans were bought indiscriminately and mixed and those who lost their energy were skewered and killed.

The boy’s father was a demon who had a hobby of drinking wine while watching slaves die in agony.

A childhood like hell.

At 10 the boy was still suffering from the side effects of his father’s failed core. He struggled to escape the pain in his heart. He read all the black magic books in the mansion and read the ones he couldn’t find on his own.

I tried to solve the secret of the core and escape from this terrible pain.

One day I went to the Necromancer Academy in the shadows to seek knowledge.

then to him

-That’s an interesting theory.

There was one person who reached out a hand.

– Don’t give me money. Do your research as you please.

At a time when his father Shilaji was squandering the family fortune on a dissolute life of alcohol and women this man who offered to finance the boy was nothing short of a savior.

The boy converted the warehouse into a laboratory to avoid his father’s eyes and conducted countless physical experiments. There were already many corpses in the family to rot and there were also many rare races and monsters sacrificed for his father’s ‘play’.

Five more years passed like that and the boy’s 15th birthday.

He finally completed the forbidden black magic.

The name of this technique is ‘eating’.

I got a hint from a monster that sheds its skin and changes its appearance. After ingesting the blood flesh and bones of others it was reassembled from the body using black magic and it was a technique to take off one’s own body and be reborn with the same components as those ingested.

– Where are you! Senecta my son! Today is your birthday I will take you personally!

Shilaji the father who had been staggering drunk since broad daylight came by smashing the door of the boy’s lab which had been converted into a warehouse.

– What is this! What!

The boy’s expression darkened.

I asked the employees to keep this lab a secret. How can you betray me like this?

-Answer me Senecta! What were you doing here hiding from me!

the boy

Smiled.

-father.

-What what?

-thank you for this food.

After that day the boy

It became Silage.

-….

He walked down the hallways of the mansion but no one recognized him.

The ladies-in-waiting who washed her body even her mother

-master. Your meal is ready.

The lady-in-waiting said politely. As her boy gazed at her her maid reflexively ‘Hick!’ She shuddered and raised her hands above her head.

How right would that be?

The boy gently extended his hand to the maid. The young lady-in-waiting her tears welling up raised her head and looked at her boy.

Damn!

And the boy hit the maid’s cheek with all his might.

– It’s a lowly thing why are you blocking it?

– Sin sorry!

I shouldn’t have noticed.

-master. How would you like the execution ceremony in the afternoon?

-Let’s proceed without delay.

If the son’s disobedience to his father’s death is known the family will collapse.

– Honey what about our son Senecta?

– Forget it.

The boy still treated the people around him mercilessly.

There was also a reason not to reveal his identity.

There was also anger.

The heart and brain could not be touched even with the black magic ‘eating’. I was able to reproduce even the claws and spots on my body but the pain from the broken core was still there.

Just because I became a shillaj doesn’t mean that those who betrayed me will be freed from suffering.

I can’t just suffer.

The boy was more faithful to the role of Shilaji than anyone else. With each passing day Shilaji’s misdeeds became widely known.

-Is that guy Silage?

-…Slayer.

-I heard they kill slaves and orphans and experiment on them.

– That’s terrible.

After participating in the banquet the nobles spoke out about the boy’s misdeeds.

Silage. Silage. Silage. Silage.

It felt good to see people swearing and chewing on my father.

yes more

curse him more

My father’s evil deeds should be known to more people than now.

The boy repeatedly researched and experimented with corpses. Then he made a plan to rectify his broken core.

Blood Core.

different from the original core.

Anyone can easily operate and receive the procedure but there are countless handicaps and the lifespan of the operator is shortened.

However he specializes in hematology and black magic and has excellent output.

– It’s a skill that will be the foundation.

It’s been a long time since I met a man I met as a boy who still finances me decades later. He also hasn’t aged at all.

– Won’t you hold hands with me? for the truth of this world.

The boy was greatly influenced by the man’s words.

Everything he said was the world the boy wanted. He thought it was worth risking his life for.

So the man and the boy held hands.

Blood Heaven was born.

Shilaji committed countless evil deeds and experiments in the name of Blood Heaven.

Until this infernal heartache is over and for more people to gnaw at the man named Shilaji and to reach the truth.

And as Shilaji’s body grew into old age the boy made new rules for House Visavar.

-Bisabar’s family head is only Shilaji Visavar.

-If the family head dies the successor who will become the next family head inherits the name Shilaji.

This was of course a policy to retain the name Shilaji Visavar.

The boy gave birth to many sons and ate the best of them becoming a shilaji again.

Sons grandchildren and even the descendants of their descendants.

The boy and Shilaji Bissavar continued on.

immortality.

Only the boy knew the whole truth.

Suddenly the boy didn’t even know himself.

-Kill them all.

– Bring me the next corpse.

Her father Shilaji Bissavar whom she hated so much.

It was becoming itself.

After such a long time the era of Necromancers and Priests has come. Shilaji Bissavar ‘Six Years Old’ served as Professor of Hematology at Keygen.

As times have changed the image of a terrible experimenter has also changed to a reputation as a great blood mage family.

-We need such a heart and core full of youthful strength and vitality as a sacrifice.

To sacrifice the best heart.

To carry out the long-awaited ‘Apostle Resurrection Project’.

He worked at Keygen for 20 years.

Just as they were about to begin the plan to sacrifice 600 first-year students Kizen suddenly dispatched Shilaji on a mission to break the bloody ring.

It was an unexpected situation but Shilaji moved swiftly. He returned to Kizen after eating the body of ‘Walter Han’ whom he had recommended as his follow-up professor.

In the middle a kid named Simon interrupted but he escaped with hundreds of years of experience and the secret of the Blood Heaven religion that Nephthys did not know about.

Just like that the moment when a long-cherished wish is about to see the light of day.

“I don’t really like binary good and evil theories.”

The one who came to stop him in the end was Simon Pollentia who had interfered with everything. He even had the power of a corps commander.

“You are the worst evil on this continent Shilaji Bissavar.”

Silage replied with a smirk.

“I think so too.”

Simon closed his mouth and stared silently at Shillaji.

he looked happy

How the hell is my stomach twisted? Does such a remark sound like a compliment to such an evil person?

But aside from all those issues that man was fundamentally twisted somewhere.

‘I think so too.’

Simon closed his eyes and looked at Shillazi again.

“I must have changed my body like that through time and years I can’t imagine.”

“…?”

“I’m not talking to that shell.”

Simon’s eyes widened.

“I’m talking to you right away. Have you even forgotten how to properly communicate with humans? Ghost.”

In the words of that very Simon. Shilaji felt a thrill deep in his chest.

‘It’s an insight that penetrates the essence of all things. indeed.’

It had been a long time since I felt my heart pounding like this. he stretched his arms

“Besides I haven’t heard back from my proposal yet Simon Pollentia.”

“refuse.”

Simon chewed on it and put Hersheba in front.

“I will stop you at all costs.”

“Right.”

Shilaji stretched out her arms with a cold expression.

“Then die here.”

< Shillaji Original – Bloodstone Castle >

kkrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

From the back of Shilaji red ore made of blood like ruby began to rise in a castle.

“I’ll disassemble it so you can’t even find the pieces of the body.”

Black magic that requires preparation time.

The moment Simon was finished with that castle he intuited that it was the end.

“Hersheba! Now it’s only the real Third Power! Please!”

[Ah really!]

She herself was shaking her body as if in pain.

[Now I don’t know!]

Shoot Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Golden sand poured from her body and Simon controlled it by moving his wand.

‘That sand is unusual.’

‘I have to complete the dungeon before the castle is complete!’

The two men glared at each other and prepared black magic. Soon Shilaji’s bloodstone castle was completed and the surroundings literally turned red.

Super massacre magic that evaporates all blood in a radius to obliterate living things.

and.

Shoot AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

The vast golden sands of Hersheba spread around and covered the bodies of Simon and Silage.

< Hersheba Original – World of Sand >

The bloodstone casts a red glow in all directions and at the same time the bodies of the two men disappear into the sand.